New to the site. First story too. I would appreciate any comments.
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It wasn't unusual for Max to see some people he knew on his walk to work; more often than not he would also stop to talk. This seemed to help him get going for the day, which spent at work a lot of time talking in meetings. What was unusual about this particular morning was that he stopped to talk and was now sitting at his desk in a state most definitely not ready for work. His body and mind were still on that walk.
It was early that Friday morning and he just turned the corner to his favorite block. He lived in a very busy neighborhood of Boston, and on weekday mornings the street was filled with young professionals, like him, all walking in the same direction towards downtown. He loved the feel of this usually busy neighborhood street, still a little sleepy from the night before, starting to get active again with all these people walking with purpose. More importantly, he loved checking out the girls, young and beautiful and wearing their most professional outfits, which only seemed to make him crave their hidden, or sometimes not so hidden, bodies underneath even more. It made walking to work a pleasure, and he felt confident, as he knew girls sometimes checked him out too. At 6'1", a muscular 195 lbs in dark suits, brown curly hair and with big blues eyes that girls loved, he actually didn't have many girls not look.
Steps in front of him he saw Samantha step out on to the sidewalk from her building and turn his way. In a way she stood out this morning because she wasn't dressed for work. Instead she was dressed in a lazy Sunday sort of outfit. She had on a soft pink cotton t-shirt that hugged her small frame well. She looked shorter, maybe 5'4", that when he saw her last weekend in heels. She had on red tights and some furry brown boots. Her long brown hair was pulled back and her cute face looked very natural without makeup. Perhaps her face looked a little tired this morning. She must have had a late night.
"Hey Sam! You look like you had a fun night" Max blurted out in a lighthearted but slightly flirtatious tone.
"Hi Max," she greeted him with a level of energy he didn't expect. "I was out laaaate last night, but it was so fun. We went to a house party at one of Jenn's co-workers place and then did a little bar hopping. We all ended up here last night. I came down to get some coffee for us."
Her recount was full of cheerfulness, but ended with a split second look into his eyes that he hadn't seen before.
"I met someone who knows you." She stated.
"Really?" Max replied. He was very interested, both because the thought of Samantha being slightly hung-over, and therefore probably slightly horny, made him horny, and also because of that leading look. He wanted to take her upstairs, get back into bed with her, and run his hands all over her body.
"Amber. She said you guys knew each other pretty well a couple months ago." Sam winked when she said this. "She said you guys did it in the bathroom at a party. Her BROTHER's party!" Sam almost shouted this with a laugh.
Max laughed in mock humiliation. "Why did she tell you that?"
"I don't know." Amber grinned back, shaking her head. She looked like she new a lot more.
Max remembered some of that party very well. He wasn't dating Amber. In fact she had a boyfriend who wasn't at the party, which Max at first thought was too bad because her boyfriend was a pretty funny guy. Amber's brother had a big party going, an almost frat party, and Max was talking to Amber in the kitchen while his buddy talked to one of her friends. Amber was a cute blond. She was about 5'8 and very slender. Not drop dead gorgeous, but she was pretty enough and had a really friendly personality. She was considered a cool girl and because of that she drew lots of attention. He could also tell that she liked him tonight. She was staring into his eyes, and touching his arm when she laughed at his jokes. A couple of times she let her hand rest a little too long on his forearm or hold onto his bicep. Max enjoyed the attention -- she was bubbly tonight - but figured it was just flirting since it was still early and she had a boyfriend. Both moved on to other conversations, but then the party got late, partygoers got more spread out, the lights dimmed in corners, and everyone was getting nicely drunk. Max walked down a dark bedroom hall to find his buddy and Amber turned a corner towards him. She smiled at him in that same way as before, but with a little more drunk and devilishness.
"Hey. I was hoping to find you again" Max advanced suggestively, in an almost a hushed tone.
"Hi" she said quietly, standing much closer to him than before, and still smiling. By all accounts, she was looking for someone like Max too. Max knew this was only going in one direction.
